I live a fairly meager life. For the most part I like it that way. There are a few things that I would change up if I had the chance, but it is not up to me for most of that. But I can honestly say that I am a proud man. Yep… Very proud. Keep reading and I think you’ll see why I don’t think I am in trouble.
I am extremely proud…
…of my wife. She is an amazing woman and God’s grace bundled up in a cute little package. She is raising and teaching our three beautiful children that are here with us. She is studying diligently and amazes me every time I walk in the door of our house.
…of my kids. They are truly a heritage from the Lord. Each with their own personality, they love to love and love to serve and be big helpers. They are as brilliant as their mom-mom and equally as beautiful.
But mostly, I am extremely proud…
…of my Jesus. He loves me through the most difficult situations (which seem to be a constant for me) and is always there. Jesus shows me through his life how I am not worthy to be called his own, but that he made a way through his love and sacrifice that I am made new. That means the world to me. Outside of God, I am nothing but a dirtbag. (literally, a pile of dust). God makes me who I am. Without him I am a sinful, junk-box of hatred and utter grossness. Without God’s love I would have no clue as to love my wife and kids…or others for that matter. I can honestly say that the people who do not understand love….do not understand the love that is waiting for them. I am glad that I was called out on October 22, 2002 and realized that I was so far away from God even though I was serving in church.
And by the way, I cannot claim that I know everything there is to know about God’s love. I hope I never figure it all out…and I do not think I have to worry about it. God is so much bigger than my little sin-shaped box of a mind. Each day, God reveals more and more about His desire for me and the love that He has for us.
So I guess, in the middle of all of the thanksgiving and proudness that I have for God and my family I am already humbled.
Well, there you go. Enjoy your kids and family. Yes, even the ones that get on your last nerve. Happy Holidays, folks.
mtp
Prodigal Thinker 